Its Always Been You
Chapter 2: Hermione
"The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there" Leslie Poles
Pain is something I have felt more then once, multiple times actually. Pain should be afraid of me by now, but I've never gotten over it. There was a bright light hitting my face, although my eyes were closed I could still see the orange tint through. There was a rushing sound around where I was. I wanted to open my eyes to see what had happened, but my eyes felt heavy and sore. I waited to see if anyone would speak around me. All I could hear were jars banging against each other or something like that. I couldn't actually tell my eyes were still closed. I tried to remember what happened to me. I could remember grabbing the time-turner and that was it. I felt cold hands around my shoulder and torso. It stung; the pain went through me like an electric current. What happened to me? I needed to know, I was frightened by the idea. I then heard a door open and shut loudly.
"Madame Pomfrey, how is the girl doing?" I heard a voice speak; it sounded a lot like Dumbledore. It couldn't be him though; he had passed away last year. Madame Pomfrey? Where am I, am I at Hogwarts? It must be a dream.
"She's doing better professor, you know what was very strange about this girl?" Madame Pomfrey told the Professor.
"What is that, Poppy?"
"It's that, this girl had a large gash along her back, one deep one on her shoulder, and a couple small cuts on her neck. But she also had several pieces of glass in her hand. I can't even imagine what this girl was doing." Madame Pomfrey spoke a little bewildered. I tried to open my eyes again to wake up but the heaviness did not allow it.
"Good thing that Mr. Black had found this girl, or I don't think she would have made it." I felt another current of pain surge through me. Mr. Black? Sirius is here? What's going on? I pushed to open my eyes. I could see the bright light slowly. My eyes had finally allowed me to see again. I looked around and saw professor Dumbledore at the end of the bed and a younger looking Madame Pomfrey next to me. I closed my eyes tightly so I could wake up for real, but I opened them to the same image.
"Oh, hello miss, you're awake. Madame Pomfrey here has already bandaged you, but you'll have to stay here for the remainder of the day" I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just blinked repeatedly. "May I ask what your name is?" I searched for my name in my head. Hermione, that was it.
"Hermione" my voice was raspy.
"Well, Hermione, can I also ask how you got here?" I tried to sit up, but the pain just surged through my body again.
"I don't know professor." I wasn't lying. I really didn't know how I got here, the hospital wing to be exact.
"Do you remember anything at all?" Professor Dumbledore looked at Madame Pomfrey with some concern in his twinkling blue eyes.
"Well, I remember holding on to my time-turner, I think there was an explosion also" The sound of the explosion rattled in my head. I quickly shook it off. There was an explosion and I was in the middle of it; that's how I got these scars. I searched through my brain for any answers. "And the piano, I hit the piano and I think I must have squeezed the time-turner. It must have broken in my hand." Almost everything started to make sense.
"Miss what year is it?" Dumbledore asked mysteriously.
"Uh, it's should be 1997 but it's not, right?" Dumbledore started to pace around the end of the hospital bed. So, I've gone back in time and broken my time-turner in the process, great.
"Miss Hermione. You attended this school in 1997, correct?" I nodded at him. "Well, since you have broken your time-turner, there is no way of knowing when you'll be going back to your own time. So, I'll have you sorted at dinner." Dumbledore started walking toward the door.
"Professor, but I was sorted in 1991, and in my time it was already Christmas holidays. It's definitely not outside. What year is it?" I asked franticly and quickly.
"It is September 2nd 1977, and one more thing your last name dear?"
"Granger"
"It'll be Donnelle for the school year" He then walked out the door. Brilliant, I'm starting the seventh year all over again. Madam Pomfrey pulled me up from behind so I could sit.
Madame Pomfrey had left the room to let me change in to my robes. I pulled the robes from the end of the hospital bed on to my lap. I looked around to see if their were any other patients in the room that I hadn't noticed before. It was all clear. I pulled my legs over the bed and got to my feet. I sluggishly walked to the curtains and pulled them around the bed. I put on the plain black Hogwarts uniform and sat back down and struggling to stretch out my back. My mind wandered off to the sorting hat. I knew I belonged to Gryffindor, but then again it's 1977. For all I know things could have been done differently here. What if I ended up sorted into Slytherin. In these days, if I was remembering correctly was the most conspicuous time of the death eaters. My thoughts were interrupted when Madame Pomfrey had spoken outside the curtains.
"Miss. Hermione, would you like me to escort you to the great hall?"
"Yes, please." I answered. I opened up the curtains. I took one last glance out the window. It was dark out and the darkness made me feel apprehensive about what was going to happen. This was the time of the Marauders. I was going to see a 17 year old Sirius Back, Remus Lupin, James Potter and an infamous Peter Pettigrew. I hadn't noticed that Madame Pomfrey and I were already at the doors to the great hall. It's funny that my feet always know where to take me when I'm in deep thought.
Madame Pomfrey opened the large door to the great hall. I held my breath and stopped inside.
"Hermione Donnelle" professor McGonagall motioned me toward the front where the sorting hat was sitting on the stool. Professor McGonagall probably had a lot of explaining to do about why Hermione Granger- I mean Donnelle was getting sorted on September second. I looked around at the students. I never did like being the center of attention. I sat down on the stool and McGonagall placed the hat on my head. The entire room was silent.
"Miss Granger, I see that you have changed your name, interesting. Let's see, where shall I put you." The sorting hat spoke in my mind. "I see that, you have already been sorted in a different time-" I took a deep breath waiting for the answer. "Well, you have very much the traits of a Ravenclaw, but I see courage. Sometimes found in a Gryffindor" was the sorting hat thinking of putting me in Ravenclaw. No! No! "I know exactly what house needs you-" I breathed out. "GRYFFINDOR!" a roar of applause broke the deafening silence. She was greeted by many happy looking Gryffindors. Hermione sat down next to a red headed girl that reminded her of Ginny. She smiled at me a familiar smile. This must be Lily Potter, well Evans during this time. Dumbledore stood up at the front of the great hall waiting for complete silence.
"Miss Hermione Donnelle has transferred here from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. Miss Donnelle has been transferred her at Hogwarts for her security. The school will be under extra protection due to the fact that Miss Donnelle will be studying here." This is ridiculous, Dumbledore didn't even try to tell me. How am I suppose to talk to people now. Making up lies about how I went to Beauxbatons and I'm in danger. For Merlin's sake! How am I suppose to be myself now. "She shall be treated as a normal student. That is all, enjoy your dinner." I could feel my face reddening from all the worried looks I was getting.
"Hello, Hermione. I'm Lily Evans it's really nice to meet you." the flaming red head spoke to me. I smiled at her, with so much appreciation. "This is Marlene, Maryanne and Alice." They all smiled at me and shook my hand.
"Evans, are you going to introduce us to your friend or not?" The spitting image of Harry Potter was correct. James Potter was so much like his son. I held back the tears, I missed everyone back home. Harry, Ron, Ginny, George, Sirius, and Remus.
"I'm going to go with, not. We don't want to corrupt her already." She smirked at him. Alice nudged her ribs from her other side. Marlene spoke up-
"You already know her name James introduce yourself." my face flushed a deep crimson red. James stood up from the table.
"Well then, the names James Potter, but everyone here knows that." he moved his smirk towards Lily. I couldn't help but laugh at him.
"Think you've forgotten your name Jamesie" a seventeen year old Sirius mocked James.
"Oh, how foolish of me!" James startled Peter who was already started digging into all of his food. "This is my dear friend Siri, my lovely friend Re-mi and my wonderful friend Pete-Pete. Oh! And this is also Frankie." James received a slap in the back of his head from Sirius.
"It's actually Sirius, Sirius Black, very nice to meet you, milady" He extended his hand toward me; he took my hand and kissed it. Marlene and Maryanne had already broke into a giggling fit. Lily had rolled her eyes at him. "This is Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew and Frank Longbottom." I smiled at them. I tried to hide the hate for Peter by shaking hands with them after. This is going to be difficult.
So that was chapter 2! Thanks for reading, please review tell me if you like it or not! Hope to see you at chapter 3!
- Athenadore Prince
